Everything's Gonna Be Alright (20th Anniversary Version)

(album: Anthem Inc. - 2011)

Smooth it out
This is a story about the drifter
Who waited through the worst for the best in crosstown
Who never planned on having so dick
Why me, huh?

Everything's gonna be alright
(Alright)
Everything's gonna be alright
(Alright)
Everything's gonna be alright now
(Alright)
Everything's gonna be alright
(Alright)

Some get a little and some get none
Some catch a bad one and some leave the job half done
I was one who never had and always mad
Never knew my dad, motherfuck the fag

Where anywhere I did pick up, flipped the clip up
Too many stick-ups 'cause niggas had the trigger hiccups
I couldn't get a job, nappy hair was not allowed
My mother couldn't afford us all, she had to throw me out

I walked the strip, which is a clip, who wanna hit?
They got 'em quick, I had to eat, this money's good as spent
I threw in graves, I wasn't paid enough
I kept 'em long 'cause I couldn't afford a haircut

I got laughed at, I got chumped, I got dissed
I got upset, I got a Tec and a banana clip
Was down to throw the led to any telling crackhead
I'm still living broke, so a lot of good it would've did

Or done, if not for bad luck, I would have none
Why did I have to live a life of such a bad one?
Why when I was a kid and played out was a sad one
And always wanted to live like just a fat one?

Everything's gonna be alright
(Alright)
Everything's gonna be alright
(Alright)
Everything's gonna be alright now
(Alright)
Everything's gonna be alright
(Alright)

A ghetto bastard, born next to the projects
Living in the slums with bums, I sit and watch them
Why do I have to be like this? Momma said I'm priceless
So I am all worthless, starved and it's just for being a nice kid

Sometimes I wish I could afford a pistol then, though
Last stop to hell, I would've ended things a while ago
I ain't have jack but a black hat and knapsack
Four squad stolen in cars in a blackjack

Drop that and now you want me to rap and give?
Say something positive? Well positive ain't where I lived
I lived right around a corner from west hell
Two blocks from south shit, it was in a jail cell

The sun never shone on my side of the street
See and only once or twice a week I would speak
I walked alone, my state of mind was 'Home sweet home'
I couldn't keep a girl, they wanted kids for cause of chrome

Some life, if you ain't wear gold, your style was old
And you got more juice than dope for every bottle sold
Hell, no, I say there's gotta be a better way
But hey, never gamble any game that you can't play

I'm slowing and flowing and going in on and knowing not now
How will I do it, how will I make it? I won't, that's how
Why me, huh?

Everything's gonna be alright
(Alright)
Everything's gonna be alright
(Alright)
Everything's gonna be alright now
(Alright)
Everything's gonna be alright
(Alright)

My third year into adulthood and still a knucklehead
I'm better off dead, huh, that's what my neighbor said
I don't do jack but fighting, lighting up the streets at night
Playing hide and seek with a machete like Freddy swipe

Some say I'm rolling on, nothing but a dog now
I answer that with a tech, who wanna bow wow?
'Cause I done been through more shit within the last week
Than I fly flowing in doo-doo on the concrete

I been a dead beat, dead to the world and dead wrong
Since I was born, that's my life, oh, you don't know this song?
So don't say jack and please don't say you understand
All that man to man talk just hot damn

If you ain't live, you couldn't feel it, so kill it, skillet
And all that talk about it won't help it out, now will it?
And I'll town fell like I stuck up props, got shot
Don't worry, I hit Bob flurry and his punk-ass dropped

But I'm the one who has been labeled as an outcast
They changing schools, I'm the misfit that will outlast
But that's cool with the bull, smack 'em backwards
That's what you get for fucking with a ghetto bastard

If you ain't ever been to the ghetto
Don't ever come to the ghetto
'Cause you ain't understand the ghetto
And stay the fuck out of the ghetto
Why me?
(Alright)